My world has become somewhat of a freak show. I had a friend over Friday, and we were greeted by angry voices when we walked in the door. I am now kind-of-sort-of dating someone who lives two and a half hours away from me. My been-there-for-me-since-birth great grandma's getting fairly close to being so senile she forgets her name. My best friend is mad at me and probably will never speak to me ever again. And through all of this, I've maintained a smile.
It isn't a fake one, mind you. It's a legitimate smile. I'm happy, for probably the first time in my young-adult life. Which is mildly ironic, because there's an intense chaos going on right inside my small, young world.
Things that used to calm me are now stirring me up. Not in a negative way, but they just make me restless. They make me want to get older so I can escape this town, this area. It's nice for some people, but not for me. I wasn't meant to live here. I was meant to be untamed.
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